My Bully Breaks Bed Fucking My Mom
It was the summer before college when I first saw my bully, Brett, again. We had gone to high school together and he had been the kind of guy who took pleasure in making my life a living hell. I had been the nerdy kid, the one who always had his head in the books and couldn’t seem to make friends. Brett had been the jock, the one who was popular with the girls and had the admiration of the entire school.
So imagine my surprise when he showed up at my house, unannounced, with a proposition. It turns out that he had recently broken up with his girlfriend and he was looking for someone to help him forget his pain. I was skeptical, but he promised that he would treat me with respect and he promised to pay me a large sum of money for my time. It seemed like a simple enough request, so I agreed.
He said that he wanted to meet up at my house early in the morning, and that we would do something special together. I had no idea what he was planning, but I was intrigued. When I arrived at my house the next morning, I was shocked to find Brett waiting outside my door wearing nothing but a pair of tight briefs.
He quickly ushered me inside and before I knew it, he had me pinned up against the wall, his hot breath on my neck. He leaned in and kissed me hard, pushing his tongue into my mouth as his hands explored my body. I could feel his hard manhood pressing against my soft body and it felt amazing.
He slowly began to undress me, taking his time to caress each and every inch of my body. His hands moved gently over my curves before finally settling between my legs. He massaged my clit before pushing a finger inside me, causing me to cry out with pleasure.
At this point, my mom walked in and saw what was going on. She was less than pleased, to say the least. She shouted at Brett and told him to leave, but he refused. He said that he wanted to show her how much he loved me, and he proceeded to pick me up and throw me on the bed.
My mom tried to stop him, but he was too strong. He pushed her out of the way and attacked my body with a fire that I had never experienced before. His hands moved over my body as he kissed me passionately, and I could feel his hard manhood pressing against me.
He moved between my legs and entered me, causing me to cry out in ecstasy as he filled me with his pleasure. He pushed himself deeper and deeper as I clung to him, my body trembling with pleasure. I could feel my orgasm growing and I shouted out as I reached my peak.
Just then, the bed broke beneath us and we both fell to the floor. My mom was horrified, but all I could do was laugh. Brett, who was completely unphased by the incident, simply stood up, grabbed his clothes, and said, “I guess this is goodbye.”
And with that, he was gone. I never saw him again, but I will never forget the night he broke my bed fucking my mom.
